I can't, [ he sighs, as he looks back at the mannequin. It doesn't say anything, instead far too focused at trying to claw out of the dirt, but Strange is viewing the thing with absolute disgust. He wishes he could kill the damn thing, he just... can't. ]

Something stops me from burying it entirely. I know I can, I have done the magic before, but the moment I try and think of crushing the damn thing, something in my mind prevents me from doing so.

[ And Strange is big mad about that. ]